Toxic 𖤈 ∫ JaemJen

𖤈 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑬𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏: 𝑻𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆

Jaemin grins when he sees Alissa approaching their table, tray in her hands full of food. Before the red headed girl could ask, he immediately pats the empty spot beside him.

Seeing this, Haechan rolls his eyes. "And you say there's nothing going on." He brings up.

Jaemin sends a small glare to him, "there's not." He hisses before turning to Alissa when she takes the given seat.

It's like deja vu all over again. In a blink of an eye, Jaemin and Alissa were talking from topic to topic. Having their own little bubble.

Leaving Renjun and Haechan- his friends- to enjoy their lunch awkwardly as they look at the pair.

They couldn't help but listen as well- actually, it's just Haechan. Renjun's not bothering to mind them a few minutes later.

The tanned male has his ears open to the conversation, he knows it's rude, but what can he do? Is it entirely his fault though? No.

Jaemin brought Alissa here, Alissa wanted to be here. If they didn't want anyone eavesdropping on them, then they would have went to another table.

Besides, Haechan's gut is twisting about Alissa being associated with them, and he can't really tell or guess what that means.

It's not like he hates Alissa... Wait- does he? He's not really sure on what he genuinely feels about the red headed girl. But he senses that Alissa might cause something.

Either she knows it or not, the point is, the three boys will be involved too. Or atleast, a little bit, since they were with her.

Oh God, is this what Renjun meant about being careful to who you associate with in this school?

Whatever, Haechan's just going to finish his pasta while hearing Alissa giggling here and there whilst Jaemin's grinning from ear to ear.

"Bro, Jaemin looks lovestruck. Ew." he whispers to Renjun beside him who had just finished his two slices of apple pie.

The older boy looks up to glance at the said boy who was laughing when Alissa almost dropped her food.

He turns back to Haechan and hums before unexpectedly saying, "I just can't believe you called me "bro"."

Widening his eyes, Haechan chokes a little on his pasta, "what?" He croaks, reaching for a tissue to wipe his mouth.

"Nothing." Renjun dismisses and leaves Haechan puzzled.

Usually, the tanned male would be annoying him, asking and whining at him to repeat what he said.

But something about this, especially Renjun's tone, gave a vibe that Haechan thinks he should just leave it be like the older boy did.

"So are you up for-" Alissa was cut offed by a presence suddenly joining their table- uninvited, may I mention.

She then glared at the smiling brunet boy who took a seat on Jaemin's other side. "Hey guys," the newcomer greets as if they've been friends for a while.